Thursday, July 29, 2010

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Just this week, I was introduced some kids music that I just love. Rob Biagi reminds me of my growing up years at Thomas Road Baptist Church and the youth leader then, Herb Owen. Rob's songs like his, keep running through my head and the dance moves don't stop! I'm so thankful that my kids get to experience a kids ministry that's vibrant, alive and fun! He's performing at Compass Bible Church on Thursday night and my kids will never forgive me if we don't go. We've downloaded all his music off of itunes and we've been bee-boppin' our way to VBS each day this week. I love hearing my kids sing! Especially when they are singing His truth!

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Yesterday afternoon, Dave surprised us by taking us to the OC Fair. When we pulled into the parking lot, the kids started to see what they were going to get to do...wow, did the excitement rise quickly in the car!!! There are tons of pictures to post, but I had to post this one right away.Yes, that's me and Gabby, upside down on the far right of the picture. We saw a dare devil in Gabby last night. The first time that part of her has ever surfaced. Needless to say, she and I had a blast spinning, turning and flipping upside-down!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Kids and car seats. Do you know how long it takes to get 5 kids buckled into their car seats? Well, today I had 2 cars with old ladies in them BEEPING THEIR HORNS at me to hurry up and get out of their way. So, my sister and I went to the mall to have lunch with our kids (5 in total). We had a great lunch at Ruby's and then headed out to the car to go get frozen yogurt. The lift gate in the back of the truck and the 2 doors in the back were open as we were buckling all the kids into their car seats. My hind end was hanging out the back door when I hear this old lady in the parking space beside me yelling, "excuse me" and then a horn beeping. Could she NOT see that I was buckling kids in? Was where she had to go so important that she couldn't wait 15 seconds for me to get the buckling done? So I backed my butt out of the car, shut the door and let her go. Just as I opened the door to continue the buckling process and my sister and I were having a good laugh, I hear beeping again. I thought to myself, "seriously, this can't be happening again". I backed my butt out again to find another old lady wanting the parking space beside me. I slammed the door and stood at the side of the car and motioned that little old lady into her spot, just like the guys who work on the tarmac at the airport that direct the planes in and out of the gate. Once that lady got into the spot beside me, I opened the door and finished buckling the 2 in the back seat. This poor lady probably didn't realize that just 20 seconds before I'd had the exact same experience but I think she was a little embarrassed because, she didn't open her car door until I was safely locked away in my car. But my sister didn't let the moment go without rolling down the window and yelling, "Hope you have a nice day!". She barely looked in our direction.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Friday, July 2, 2010

Loss can hit you at the oddest times. It can be a scent, a song or an activity that can just immediately remind you of someone.Today, it happened to me. I was shucking corn at my kitchen sink and I was instantly taken back to this moment.I thought to myself, "Oh my gosh, the last time I shucked corn, I was watching my Grandmother teach my little girl how it was done!" I got all choked up as I pulled those husks apart. I kept thinking, "Dang, I need one of those corn silk "getter-outers" that Mommom had when she was teaching Gabby".I miss her so much. There are so many Saturday mornings that I think, "who should I call?" and instantly, I think of my Mommom and Pappy because I often called them while making breakfast for the kids. They loved to hear what I was cooking.So, Mommom, I tried to get all the corn silk out of the corn...but I didn't do it as well as you did.

But the corn was sweet and yummy. Mine even had extra pepper on it for you Pappy.